Showing posts with label truth speak. Show all posts
Showing posts with label truth speak. Show all posts

Monday, February 9, 2015

Authenticity

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LfddR5K8X4o

Watch at 30 seconds in.

He says, paraphrasing here "it was only until I stopped trying to be someone that I wasn't that the music became better and resulted in success."

Authenticity is the only way to live.

Tuesday, February 3, 2015

the love song that's stuck in my head



 Seriously, we are all masochists. | 26 Relationship Truths, As Told By "Sex And The City"










Friday night i went out with friends, then met up with Marc Maron/Aidan Shaw. We had a few drinks and it was fun to talk and spend time w/ him. there was no kissing cuz i was sick. I haven't heard back from him since :/ i texted him today, so we'll see if he says hello.

Last night i got a text from RPJ, my ex. He asked what I was up to and that he was glad we were talking again and we should hang out soon. I called him. He told me he was at a bar around the corner from me.

So i threw on my coat and went to have a few drinks with my "buddy".

we continue to drink. he pays for all my drinks. he takes my hand in his hand and tells me why it's so hard for him. why he disappears on women. why he gets scared. he tells me about being in a helicopter, sitting across from a medic and a man with his brain coming out of his mouth.

you've been through some heavy shit, I agree.

he tells me he's always been this way. he gets really into someone then pulls away.

you're testing me. seeing if i'll still be there. still hang out and be cool and be there when you come back.

he values his loner-ness. his solitaire. he wants someone who will be ok with that. that's why he  leaves or suddenly doesn't talk to me for a long time.

you keep holding my hand. you say your father's death doomed us. we would be together if not for that loss. you weren't present and couldn't find your way back.
you tell me i'm cute, you tell me you're being seduced. "you're seducing me."
you love my hands. they feel so good, they're so soft. you rub them and hold them tight. you squeeze my arms and hands. you laugh when i get pink in the cheeks and tell me, "you're turning red." i say no it's just the lighting. you say no. don't be silly. you love that i'm so playful.

we start speaking in italian. anchio te. mi piace luigino.
i tell you how heartbroken i was.
we cash out. you walk me back to my place. it's so so cold and windy. we get inside my lobby and we kiss. my lips and yours dancing. all i'm thinking in my head is i want you. i'm thinking it so loud and so hard that i swear you hear my mind through our kissing.

are lips are dancing with the occasional scratch from your stubble.
we head downstairs to my apartment. i hope my roommate is not up because if she is she will give me an eye roll and make me feel like a high school student misbehaving in detention.
she's not up thank god. i tell you to go to my room while i make the tea.
i show you the camera my parents gave me, their 80s Canon. this was your first camera you say.
you fool with it and show me how it works, where the battery is. i love you.
i pour the tea and you're already lying down in my unmade bed. you're comfortable.
i put down the tea and you barely sips any. you tell me to come here and snuggle. but we don't even snuggle too long before we are kissing.

we lay in bed and my alarm goes off. the day must begin. my routine calls. i wash my face and dress and make my lunch.
we walk down the street. it's still cold. i am humming good morning music. "good morning, good morning, it's great to stay up late" - "oh what a beautiful morning"
"do you always sing in the morning?"
 "no ... wait, ya i guess i do! i hum and sing to myself."

we part ways and say see ya. you go up the street and i go to work. i still love you but i no longer am waiting for you. i can't wait. i must live out this novel of my life. with or without you.

is it wrong that last night happened? no. it just happened. this is life. all i do is what feels good, what is right in the moment. maybe it's not in the long run. but i no longer live for others rules. i live for my own rules. as long as i feel comfortable and good, i'm saying yes. life is too short to worry and hate myself. life is to love myself, every inch. all the good and bad bits. it's gorgeous and completely one of a kind.


sleeping next to him felt so good. a little part of me loves him after all this and that is the part i think rules my head even when it shouldn't.
the question is, do i want to wait around for him to figure it out? no i don't.

i definitely feel our dynamics are different now, though. i've kicked him off his pedestal and he is just another man. Unfortunately i am still in love with this man.

It's not as simple as saying I'm never going to see him again and cut him out. I can't do it. I've tried.

Friday, June 20, 2014

Hard Choices

http://www.ted.com/talks/ruth_chang_how_to_make_hard_choices

Why being faced with hard choices brings you closer to who you are meant to be in this life.

The worst they could say is no

Friday, June 13, 2014

Your Flaws Make You Flawless (and 5 ways to embrace it)










Your Flaws Make You Flawless (and 5 ways to embrace it)




“You are wholeness. Not good, not bad.  Perfect by your imperfections.”

I heard this sentence in yoga class at age 21. From what I can remember, the Yoga Instructor started the conversation with explaining the root of a Sanskrit word, and somehow led into revealing this nugget of knowledge; “You are whole, not perfect, but whole.”

 I was born into a religious community that believed in “Original sin.” Confession was a regular sacrament.  This inherent badness needed to be cleansed from the soul. Yet no amount of Confession would ever clear it away. Cleanliness is next to godliness?

But what if I was enough? Wholly, uniquely myself, without looking for forgiveness or reasons to legitimize my worth? 

We all grow up with societal pressures.  Even with the most emotionally supportive parents, you can’t help but begin to hear “you’re too fat”, “You’re not tall enough”, “….skinny enough”, “…black enough”, “enough.” They say at age nine, girls reach their peak of self-esteem and then it begins to submerge into the murky waters of self-doubt*. 

Over happy hour, I recently spoke about this self-esteem epidemic with a friend. She abruptly broke out into reciting a Beyoncé song, “Pretty Hurts”: 

“Perfection is a disease of a nation, pretty hurts, pretty hurts/Pretty hurts, we shine the light on whatever's worst/We try to fix something but you can't fix what you can't see/It's the soul that needs the surgery”

I wouldn’t call myself a knowledgeable Beyoncé fan. If I hear her music on the radio I always do turn it up, but I had no idea about this song. As my friend sat across from me, uttering the last line, we both had glimmers of tears in our eyes as the last word, “surgery” dropped heavy on the bar top. The tears weren’t necessarily sad tears; they represented the realization of how delusional we are when it comes to doubting our self-worth.

The idea that you are enough, just the way you are, is an empowering concept - if one allows themselves to believe it. Once you believe that all your flaws make you flawless and that you are not good or bad, but simply you - the whole, limber body, beating heart, breathing you – an undeniable spring is put in your step. Your sulk becomes a strut.

Some people already know their true worth. They hold their heads high and do not question those silly, negative, self-hating thoughts, or believe people that make them feel small. But others need more practice. Case in point – yours truly.

How am I no longer continuing to be my own worst enemy? How am I reversing the unhealthy habit of negative self-thought? What was the first step in my healing? One afternoon, I looked into the mirror in my bathroom. No makeup or shower fog stood between me and my reflection. I had to face my whole self. I stared straight into my eyes and asked, “Do you think you’re worthwhile?”

Whether or not a tear rolls down your cheek doesn’t matter. Let the tears pour, let the words fall out of your mouth, feel the powerful step you just took. By taking this first step you’re beginning to disable and throw away the shitty, cheap, plastic toy block foundation of self-hate you’ve built within yourself.  You are now setting the first stone of a formidable marble masterpiece: a foundation of self-love and acceptance.

Like any significant change, this will take time, patience, and practice. Don’t expect an overnight fix. Don’t get mad at yourself. Some days, it will seem impossible to love yourself. But most days, the smallest effort of self-love will contribute to yielding a bed of roses for your whole soul to lie in. 

Here are some ways I cultivate self-love and appreciate my whole, flawlessly flawed self: 

1. I pamper myself: Mani/Pedi, Restorative yoga class, haircut, new dress, whatever makes you feel taken care of and comfortable.
2. I eat healthy and exercise on the regular: “Your body is a temple.” Treat it with the respect it deserves. Working out to lose weight is fine, but more importantly, you loving yourself by keeping your mind and body healthy. 
3. I do not compare myself to others: “Comparison is the thief of joy” – There is only one you. If you are going to be brave enough to be your authentic self, go all out! Be true to your winning characteristics and improve upon the ones you think you can master more. 
4. I embrace my talents and discover new ones: Do what makes you feel alive as often as possible. If you have a creative spirit, create. Following a passion is the sure way to success. If you have no idea what you’re good at, take a class and see if you uncover a hidden talent. 
5. I find a space to just be: Claim a park bench, library, coffee house, your bedroom and just be. Prioritize taking at least 10-15 minutes every day to just be and connect with yourself. Meditation can help this. 

Ok, no go on with your whole self.  
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Tuesday, June 3, 2014

band-aid

 :)


i look at your facebook page and see you with another new girl.
i'm ripping a band-aid off my arm, taking a bit of skin and hair with it.
eventually the ripping won't hurt anymore and
i won't even need the band-aid. 
but until then (i think it'll be here sooner than later),

i have a salve,
and friends,
and dreams so big
my arms do not fit around them.

waiting is very hard.
and believing in something you cannot see
or have never met is
even more difficult.

but that is how hope is sewn together,
how quilts are made,
how tides of people change things.

i am much stronger and older than i was last year,
i am more hopeful too.
it is all happening.
with no plans i am
full of possibilities. 


Morning Inspired // #humpday #levo #inspiration

Monday, May 19, 2014

My future ex-husband and RuPaul

 My future ex-husband, Marc Maron, spoke with RuPaul today on his podcast. I REALLY enjoyed this WTF podcast episode. Marc and RuPaul touched on:
  • finding your true self, 
  • shedding the labels society puts on you
  • shedding the identity you unconsciously may be shackling yourself to
  • the importance of being fearless
all the while peppering the conversation with TONS of hearty laughter.

I love Marc Maron's podcast because he and his guests touch on subjects that are a part of the human experience (ie: those sucky emotions, "heavy shit", life's major questions, the purpose of life),but he approaches these subjects with warm humor, compassion, and genuine interest. These are things we as a culture do not always talk about, but his podcast makes it approachable, interesting and .... really entertaining!

RuPaul had some AMAZING insights on how we choose to live. How these choices can free you or deplete you. How to let go of fear and live a life without fear.

My favorite quote was "Ru - Don't take life too fucking seriously!" listen AT 40:55!!!!

LISTEN HERE:
http://www.wtfpod.com/

http://www.wtfpod.com/podcast/episodes/episode_498_-_rupaul_charlesRuPaul's Drag Race. @Latanya Curtis-Arnold Curtis-Arnold Curtis-Arnold Curtis-Arnold P Can i get an amen?

RuPaul <3#rupaul #learning it's hard sometimes when folks are cruel without purpose, but I have to remember at the end of the day what I know about who I am is all that matters. Do good. Be good. Be kind.


I loves me some Ru Paul!!!! "CAN I GET A AMEN UP IN HERE!!!!!"

Tuesday, April 1, 2014

bow down.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-KbV8h8FGpc

eight minutes in.

HELLZ YEAH.

breakthrough.

For the first time in a LONG time, i felt whole. I felt that everything I needed, I had. I wasn't wanting anything, I wasn't missing anything; I felt truly complete. It happened at yoga last night and it was a personal highlight for me this year.  I was in the half moon pose!!!

i have been getting signs lately. and it's getting me really excited. I can hear my intuition clearly now and I'm confident it's leading somewhere magical. for awhile there, I couldn't hear it at all and didn't know what to do. I was feeling shame, guilt, and apologizing for no reason.

my future goals are more visible now, but i am also trying to live in the present. it's a balancing act that only gets better with practice. that's what I've learned these past few months.

ALSO can i just say, "The Four Agreements" has been an amazing read these past few months. It may seem at first like hippe bullshit, but it is a book which has reminded me about things that are key to have in finding personal acceptance, contentment, confidence. 

The World Is Your Oyster!

Tuesday, March 25, 2014

Don't be chicken shit.

TEDxAmsterdamWomen 2011 - Lauren Zander - No One is Coming to Save You! Becoming Your Own Hero


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_ntKfkGnvMA

This TED talk changed my life last year and I come back to it when I need it.

It's about you BEING THE SOLE NAVIGATOR of your life: both an amazing blessing and a huge responsibility.

It highlights the truth between living and living your dream is ACTION. There really are no excuses. But it also doesn't mean you need to "fix" anything or be "the best" in the next 24 hours. We have lots of time and resources.  All we need to do is begin and that is all.

Friday, March 14, 2014

you are limitless.


I never really believed that phrase, "the world is your oyster."
but lately I am beginning to believe it is right.


The World Is Your Oyster!




After months of wondering if i had anymore goals or dreams,
I've finally found the strength to daydream.
I'm finally allowing myself to dream big. And while dreaming big, I had these thoughts:

It's appalling to me how easily we believe others when they say what we can, can't, should, and shouldn't do.

Following your heart is the truest thing you can do for yourself and your dreams. If your heart is leading you somewhere or to something, it is for a reason. If your intentions are true, it will cancel out all the people that tell you not to do it. That said, it's good to have realistic goals.  And it is good to have a group of trusted individuals who you trust that can help guide you to your goals, shape them into being.

What holds us back?

  • When someone tells us it's stupid.
  • When someone says we can't do it; it's too hard.
  • When someone tells us we're "crazy"
  • When we tell ourselves we're not good enough, smart enough, strong enough, etc.

But all these thing are only words. They are not facts or based in any truth.
Yet, why do we invest so much belief into these false phrases??? Are we afraid of our goals, and using excuses lets us avoid that fear? Lets us ignore the fear and succumb to denial because it's easier than thinking about the truth?


"Do not conform to the patterns of this world" Romans 12:2


I think all we can do in this world is daydream, dream, make many lists of those dreams and go out and do them.  There is no timeline, there is no shoulds or musts.

It's odd how the easiest and the hardest part is to follow your heart. But in a way that's the only thing you need to know. Whether it's sipping the early morning coffee or taking a trip to Brazil, however big or small, if we are living with true, thoughtful intentions and letting our hearts lead us, we will have the world at our fingertips.

So remember you are limitless.  Things people say are simply words, not truth. The only truth you have is the one within.































   



Wednesday, March 12, 2014

Cab or Couch


 Community Post: 12 Homemade Valentines That Won't Terrify Your Casual Hookup



I went out this past Friday. I was out with my friends for a birthday party. Some guy was there. He was like a hotter version of the lead singer of Mumford and Sons. Sharp retro styled, Mad men hair cut, plaid wearing, muscular. And he had a sexy name. The first name where it could be a last name, sorta deal.

We danced all night and then made out and then realized all our friends had left us. He kept complaining that he had to catch a cab to Arlington (wtf) and asking me to come home with him. My new thing is to not sleep with a guy until I know he's fallen in love with me, so clearly that wasn't happening. He kept on complaining and I was tired and I thought about if the situation was turned around. I thought, "ya it would suck having to spend $50.00 on a cab ride." I was tired and a bit drunk and offered up my couch but was CRYSTAL CLEAR that he was sleeping on the couch.

We went back to my place, at pizza and watched Maron. I should've known he was a bad guy when he didn't know who Marc Maron was. Red Flag. And when I found out he was a TAX LOBBYIST FOR THE KOCH BROTHERS. Red Flag on Fire.

After we watch an episode, I said, "ok time for bed." I threw some pillows and a blanket on the couch and said goodnight. He looked at me and said, "Wait, you're REALLY going to make me sleep on the couch?" 

"Yes. I said you could sleep on my couch. You're not sleeping in my bed. I just met you tonight, you're not sleeping in my bed."

"I can't believe you're doing this. You're so inconsiderate. You know, I'm a catch."



Ain't nobody got time for that.




MY JAW DROPS. I begin laughing from astonishment. "I'm a catch!!!"

He rolls his eyes.
OH NO YOU DIDN'T JUST DO THAT TO ME.

"Listen you can either sleep on my couch or take a cab. It's COUCH OR CAB."

"Well then I guess I'm taking a cab."

"I guess you are."

He slammed the door of my apartment while yelling at me. I got back in my bed, ate more pizza, snuggled under the covers watching Maron and breathed a huge sigh of relief. I'm glad I got to throw SUCH A CATCH back out to the sea of love for someone else to hook. 

I get a text from him when he is in the back of the cab:
Is this your #? Thanks for everything. Such a great time @ your place. Listening to Beiber in the cab. hope 2 see ya soon.

WTF

Then i get a text the next day:
So hung over today. Let's grab a drink sometime. Nice dance moves ;-)

WTF.

OBVIOUSLY
I WOULD NEVER TEXT HIM BACK.

This is dating in DC.
This is why I will remain single until I move somewhere else.
This is why I love being single.


And this is the last time i will EVER offer a man to sleep on my couch. They'll just have to deal with the $50.00 cab rides.



 A quote from the great Aaron Draplin.
















Thursday, March 6, 2014

trends that need to die

Will I ever stop seeing these nasty fashion faux pas? I've never NOT seen them. Are they here to say? If you have a friend, neighbor, loved one, or fuck buddy that wears these TELL THEM TO CHANGE OUT OF THOSE ARTICLES AND BURN THEM.

baseball tee & camo pants...Melissa would love this.  Different shoes of course, though!camo pants

Cargo Camo Pants #sophieandtrey

THIS ENTIRE OUTFIT:

My style! Uggs, dark skinny jeans, and a sweater w/ Burberry scarf. So preppy and cozy and cute.

UGGS. ughssssssssssssssssssss.


uggs. ♡ buy me uggs and i will love you forever

KIMONO TOPS. at one point i had like 5 of these. and ALL of them made me look fat and I can't believe I kept on BUYING them.

Crochet Kimono Top #plus #size










Only in J Crew Land

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I saw this on the metro yesterday. WTF. Only in this city would you see a dollar bill ripped up for no damn reason. In every other city people ain't ripping up monetary funds! They need that money!

Sunday, March 2, 2014

Connect the Dots.

Easy connect the dots printable






Last night i went to a 90s cover band with my friends and had lots of fun. We danced to santaria and hootie and the blowfish - "i only wanna be with you". I texted the guys who asked for my number last weekend and neither of them came. One was "in Baltimore" (i don't know if that was true) and one JUST NEVER ANSWERED.

It's weird when guys ask for your number, text you saying they want to see you and then never respond to any of your texts. But I think it's just because they were bored when they initially asked you for the number and weren't actually into you. Maybe they thought they were when they were alone at a bar. Mostly though I just think that's inconsiderate dick-like behavior. But who am I to judge.

We then went to the corner bar at 1:30 am where all the black men thought i was hot and all the white men were way too young, too handsy and i had to call them out and remove them from my general dancing circle. Race had nothing to do with this, it was just the weird unexplainable thread of the night.

It was beautiful to be out with a group of girlfriends. i really liked that. There is something about drinking beers and dancing to good music with women; and you don't care if men are there or looking at you.

After the last bar i walked to my apartment with my roomie and was hungry and wanted 2:45 in the morning food. She did too. So i went to the pizza shop around the corner and got in line. While in line i see THE WHITE WHALE in the corner of my eye with his fellow photo journalist friend chatting. "FUCKKKKKK," was my first thought. The next thought was, "REALLY?  ... ... ... really...?!" Then the third thought was, "pretend he isn't here."

But of course he was an adult and mature and came over on his way out to say hello to me. Which included a European kiss on both cheeks - I'm attributing that to his suspected drunkeness. He introduced me to his friend. I was graceful and appropriate (yet again) and felt ok about that. Although I've forgiven him, I'm not ready to see him on a 3 times a month basis. I don't want to think about him anymore. It's like when you're happy that your ex is married but you don't need to look at the Facebook album of his wedding day. It's like that. We never ran into each other this much before we dated, why is it more now???

This leads me to question what the Universe is trying to tell me. Am I not getting over this fast enough? Am I being tested by the Universe to prove that I'm "really" over him? Or maybe it's not cosmic at all. Maybe it's not telling me anything. Maybe it's just the truth and that is what happens when you live 10 blocks away from a guy you used to date and abruptly crushed your hopes of a new romance in half and then threw it like dust into the garbage.

Maybe the Universe is just telling me "you gotta keep on trucking, protect your beautiful sass, and cut the assholes off the team."

I don't know what the lesson is and i most likely will not see it until next year. Things that happen in your life are like a "connect-the-dots" picture. You don't see how it all makes sense until you are done and realize that point 1-2 is the arm and 5-10 is the nose and well duh, of course it was a horse!!!! Really though I hope i don't see him anymore it sucks.






Thursday, January 16, 2014

You know the nearer your destination


Chorus:
Slip sliding away, slip sliding away
You know the nearer your destination, the more you slip sliding away

Whoah and I know a man, he came from my hometown
He wore his passion for his woman like a thorny crown
He said Dolores, I live in fear
My love for you's so overpowering, I'm afraid that I will disappear


Chorus

I know a woman, (who) became a wife
These are the very words she uses to describe her life
She said a good day ain't got no rain
She said a bad day is when I lie in the bed
And I think of things that might have been


Chorus

And I know a father who had a son
He longed to tell him all the reasons for the things he'd done
He came a long way just to explain
He kissed his boy as he lay sleeping
Then he turned around and he headed home again

Chorus

Whoah God only knows, God makes his plan
The information's unavailable to the mortal man

We're workin' our jobs, collect our pay
Believe we're gliding down the highway, when in fact we're slip sliding away

Monday, January 13, 2014

WORD. new anthem.



When we used
To say goodnight
I'd always kiss
And hold you tight
But lately
You don't seem
To care
You close the door
And leave me
Standing there
Oh, honey
That's not fair
That's it
I quit
I'm movin' on

The other night
We had a date
And you showed up
Two hours late
And though your hair
Was all in place
Somebody smeared
Their lipstick
On your face
Oh, they smeared it
Every place
Yeah that's it honey
I quit I'm movin' on

Oooohhhh

You made me want you
You made me leave you
You made me tumble
And fall
But if I
Can't have you the way
I want you
I don't want you at all

Baby, I can take a lot
Cause I love
Everything you got
Though your kisses
Fill me
So if you got
Someone else
I gotta go
Oh, that you know
Yeah that's it honey
I quit I'm movin' on

Oooohhhh

You made me want you
You made me leave you
You made me tumble
And fall
But if I
Can't have you the way
I want you
I don't want you at all

Baby
I can take a lot
Cause I love
Everything you got
Though your kisses
Fill me
So if you got
Someone else
I gotta go
Oh, that you know
So that's it baby
I quit now I'm movin' on
So that's it baby
I quit now
I'm movin' on

Friday, December 6, 2013

ahab goes to an art gallery.

I'm going out tonight w/ the white whale to an art gallery....of course. last night we spoke on the phone for 2 hours. This seems to be becoming a regular occurrence. Once we start talking we just have so much to share and we want to get it all out, like we don't have enough time or something.

he told me a lot about himself. he was an open book and shared some pretty major details about him and his life thus far. i deeply appreciated this. but I'm not so ready to tell those things about myself. it's too soon and i gotta trust before any of that happens. and that takes me awhile. i can pretend trust, ignore it's absence - that's easy. but actually trusting with a whole heart is difficult for me.

to love someone too much is a great risk; but miracles still happen and sometimes things come true.
It reminds me of the scene in "Moonstruck" when the mother says to the daughter:

[Loretta announces she's going to marry Johnny Camareri]
Cosmo Castorini: I don't like him.
Rose: You're not going to marry him, Cosmo. Do you love him, Loretta?
Loretta Castorini: No.
Rose: Good.
[She looks at Cosmo]
Rose: When you love them they drive you crazy because they know they can.

 Then later in the movie when Rose decides to marry the man she is REALLY in love with:
Rose: Do you love him, Loretta?
Loretta Castorini: Aw, ma, I love him awful.
Rose: Oh, God, that's too bad.

The White Whale has lived longer than i have. He has more experiences. Yet, we click. We never run out of things to say and i find him devastatingly handsome, like so handsome it has a sweet pain attached to it. sort of like "la dolore exquisite" only i think there is a big chance i will be with him. He's irresistible.

He tripped me up a couple times on the phone with questions and he got quite a kick out of making me go silent. Not many people do that to me.
"So how is it that you don't you have a boyfriend?"
...

I cherish the fact that he wants to go at a glacial speed. I've had to many failures based on lightening speed lustful attractions. It's time to try something new. I want an exclusive partner who wants to get to know me, the true, real me; not just the physical. I'm over that and want the full experience of truly loving someone else.

Tuesday, November 5, 2013

Your Point of View

I saw Mary Ellen Mark speak tonight. She and her work is remarkable. Her career has spanned from India, Mexico, Brothels, Celebrities, High School proms, Homelessness, Mental Hospitals, Circus performers, Broadway from the 1970s. She most recently has partnered w/ a Pharmaceutical company, Novartis, making short documentaries with her partner on pediatric care for children with cancer, autism, blindness and developmental syndromes. She shared some of the shorts with us tonight and I came very close to tears. Here are some notes I took and wanted to share. I think for any beginner or more advanced photographer/artist, this advice is great to know.:

  • Black & White vs. Color:
    • She loves and appreciates color and respects those photographers who know how to use it. She has used color in her work, but she has a love for Black & White. She said, "I can tell if my students are shooting in B&W or if they are shooting in color and making it B&W." I thought this was a really interesting approach to color and execution. 
  • She shoots in analog
  • She detests instagram and cell phone pictures - she sees them as social media marketing tools, not photos or art. I personally disagree with this outlook, but coming from her it makes sense. She is a photographer from back in the day when magazines showed non-glossified, non-photoshopped pieces about world issues. I can't say many magazines do that anymore. In fact, there aren't that many print outlets anymore for photos, mostly online - so i think she is right and wrong.
    • She went on to say she hasn't heard from a magazine asking for her to do a shoot in a year and she doesn't quite mind because magazine photos nowadays are "glossy, decorations" not raw pieces of point of view. 
  • It takes many years to develop ones point of view
  • When she has students do a project she doesn't take them somewhere and have them shoot all the same thing at the same time, but she rather tells them to go out on their own and do it, so they can develop a strong point of view without other influences
  • Paraphrasing: "Photography is like writing, it's not accidental, not simple. It's not like you shoot and it's art. [She] asks her students why they shot something the way they did. She wants to make a point to figure out the thought process behind a shot, a picture. 
  • She said it is easier shooting someone she doesn't know, because her viewpoint is less influenced by the outside factors of that person and her's history. Whereas, if there is no history, her viewpoint is fresh, more free. She didn't say she preferred it one way or the other, she was saying how your relationship to the person you are shooting effects the way you shoot them. 
  • She talked about not settling and fighting for what you believe in. Follow your heart.
All and all it was yet again another inspiring lecture to attend. It made me feel those artistic bones rattle inside of me, wanting me to do more and try harder. Always, always, always I must. 
Here are only a SMALL sampling of hers. Enjoy!

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Former Lone Ranger, Clayton Moore.  Photographed in his Los Angeles home by Mary Ellen Mark.

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